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It's the blue of the huge Pacific Ocean. An intense blue that twists the retinas and floods the head of light. Cape on Polynesia.
I discovered tiny islands, lost in the middle of the blue. Polynesia.
This "blue that hurts the eyes" to use the words of a journalist from Polynesia, Alex du Prel - author, among others, of the "absolute bestseller in Tahiti" (sic).
Peaceful blue. We know the postcard ... What's crazy is that it's really like that.
You must see it to believe it.
There is the blue of the lagoons, translucent, azure, turquoise. Rather an infinite declination of bright, vibrant blue. Around, there is the dark and dense blue of the ocean, which roars while breaking on the coral reef.
Seen from the sky, seen from the beach, seen from the mountain - whatever the island, whatever the color of the sky - this incredible blue of the South Seas surrounds you, always. It's just stunning ...
The huge ocean
The word Oceania makes sense when one sweeps the blue immensity under the cabin of the plane. Always this strange feeling, near the small landing strips built on a bed of coral, that we will land in the sea ...
The islands of Polynesia gave me a feeling of isolation and fragility that I had rarely experienced before. They are crumbs of archipelagos, scattered thousands of kilometres from the continents - Asia, Australia, America. With the limestone interlacing of reef barriers for protection.
I am back from it. The eyes still full of blue.
Maupiti, Rangiroa, Moorea ... I will tell you soon this new and extraordinary escapade.
But if you can not wait for me to resume a decent pace of publication, you can already read, on the blog Further, the impressions of my friend Tourdumondist, with whom I shared a piece of this Polynesian stopover.
(Ah, and then, besides, I must also continue my story on Raja Ampat…)